The Alpha King and Me

This is me Maya!

Maya's POV:

Have you ever been so tired and drained and down in the dumps in your life that you gave up on everything including you yourself and feel so out of place and feel so out of energy and nothing in your life really makes sense? Do you ever feel like ripping yourself off and let the pain take over you? Do you ever hate your very existence so very much that you feel like killing yourself and ending anything and everything? Do you ever lie down on your bed and stare the ceilings for hours and hours feeling your wet tears rolling down your eyes? Have you ever curled up in a ball resting your limp body on your bed and slept crying?

Well! If you never have done this than congratulations, you won in your life! And if you went through everything like I did then Wel- Come to the life of Maya !

Hello everyone! I am Maya, just Maya, well you must be wondering what happened to my surname then; Will it be weird if I say I don't have one? Because I really don't have one! I am an orphan, I don't know who my parents were and I was left on the doorsteps of this orphanage the day I was born, so I hope this makes sense with me not having a surname. And want to know what a funny part is? I will be 18 in May which is exactly two weeks from now. I will be kicked out of this orphange and I have nowhere to go, I will be homeless and in the same time I also can't wait to get out of this hellhole because everyone hates me here, nobody wants me here to stay here in the first place. I have been bullied by everyone for the last 18 years of my life. And again, another plot twist, I have been abused physically, mentally, emotionally and in the every possible way you can think of by the orphanage warden's son since I was 15. The females in the orphanage hates me just because I am Owen's so called girlfriend and all the females here wants him and would die for him. Well, yeah,yeah, yeah my abuser's name is Owen, Owen Roberts, he is 21 years old, 4 years older than me.

When I first met him, he seemed nice, he treated me well, I thought he was something different from others, he cared for me, he said he loved me and eventually we were in love and started dating. The hostel warden knew well about our relationship and that's when the hell started for me, she hated me for this reason and made me do each and every chores of the orphanage. She would even sometime hit me or punish me for something I never did. And Owen on the other hand, I thought he loved me, I thought he would be my life saviour and save me from this s**thole, but guess what he didn't, he treated me so well in the beginning, made me feel as if I was the luckiest woman in this entire universe, oh wait a second maybe I went too far in my imagination lol, made me feel the luckiest woman in this entire planet* , I thought we will get married and have children and then build a family together, Yes a "FAMILY" which I never had growing up and he would be the love of my life and be there for me and protect me from each and everything but guess what, yet again he didn't. With time, he changed, it was more of s*x and obsession rather than love. He used to beat me until I would be bleeding just because he had a bad day or just because he felt like. He called me names and said how my very existence was a waste and said I was a nasty piece of s**t. Every time I am forced to give in to him because if I don't I won't be surprised if he just strangled me to death and buried me in the backyard. He would beat me until he released his frustration and he would come and hug me and would be constantly saying how much he loved me and how much I meant for him and he would then again forcefully have s*x with me and leave as if I am a w***e or his s*x doll.

And here, you must be wondering why did I not leave this relationship, it's not like I didn't try, I did try, when ever I tried to end this reltionship, he would beat me more, sometimes even in front of all the other children in the orphanage including the orphange's warden, his mother. His mother would have that glint of happiness whenever Owen would beat me up and all those females, let's call them Owen's fangirls, they would be smirking and enjoying the show.

A lone tear slids down my left eye remebering all those years of abuse. You people must be thinking how the f**k am I still acting normal or how the f**k am I still normal. But to tell you the truth, I, I, I sometimes get tired too, tired of all these bulls**t happening in my life. I sometime feel like ripping myself off and let the numbness take over and let myself slowly consume in the darkness. I, I just want this bad phase in my life to pass and I, I just want to start a new phase in my life. To be honest, I just can't wait to be 18 and run away from this place as far as I can and never ever come back. I don't want much in my life anyway, I just want to get a decent job, go to university, study meedicine and graduate as a doctor. I just let the sleep slowly consume my body and let the darkness take over my body when suddenly the door in my room flung open and there, there, there was Owen standing with a bottle of alcohol in his hand and walking towards me......................